Satanás

Satan's a black guy, I know him, I know him
He's got horns and a tail, and he's pretty rough, and he's pretty rough
Sometimes he shows up like a bull
And other times like a pig
Like a dog, like a big shot

And he likes old ladies who talk a lot
And have tongues longer than a whip
Who ruin reputations and gossip about their husbands
And instead of doing good, they do bad

Take her away, little black guy, take them away, Lucifer
Take them to hell, and even sell them there
Take her away, little black guy, take them away, Lucifer
Take them to hell, and even sell them there

He's rich and powerful, he's got women, he's got women
He's really lucky in his affairs, in his affairs
Because he's got a charm like no other
And he's very charitable
He's cheerful, handsome, and classy

And if he said to me: Come on, Darío
I'd reply to him: Get lost, man
But he gives me money for my wife
Because she's got a lot of mouths to feed

Take her away, little black guy, take them away, Lucifer
Take them to hell, and even sell them there
Take her away, little black guy, take them away, Lucifer
Take them to hell, and even sell them there

And he likes old ladies who talk a lot
And have tongues longer than a whip
Who ruin reputations, who gossip about their husbands
And instead of doing good, they do bad

Take her away, little black guy, take them away, Lucifer
Take them to hell, and even sell them there
Take her away, little black guy, take them away, Lucifer
Take them to hell, and even sell them there